DANYA
The Singaporienne: A Novel
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Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me
Thursday, January 11, 2007
5:46 PM
Going, I'm going
No one's stopping me,
So i'm leaving
Leaving you to be
Whatever you want me to be,
The door is closed
And it'll never open,
And I thought I wanted you the most.
But I guess I was wrong,
You're no angel either,
You're not the one who's gonna save me
Save me from my daily strife.
You're just sin,
which never stops haunting.
Just sin.